ghost of you

he wishes that he had introduced her earlier. than maybe she wouldn’t have been this much of a bitch. or, if she was, he’d at least be able to break it off with her easily. now it was that much messier, a thought he had running through his head as he drove her home. music played in the background, neither one of them really talking to the other, it killing him a little more than it reasonably should have. he followed her in, sighing to himself. “it’s all good. the night wasn’t supposed to go like this anyway.” he doesn’t even mean lily, he meant them coming back to his place. he meant this being as much of a mess as it was. his fingers grasped the stem, looking down at the deep red liquid, trying to think of something substantial to say.  “did you wanna go change, mags ???”

he truly wished that they had gotten along. and he’s gonna be asking lily later why she had to act like such a bitch. after all, he’s not sure he can live without maggie in his life. although lily is starting to look even more replaceable as of now. he watched her bring the cigarette to his lips, wondering what she was thinking. this may have been one of the many reasons he didn’t want her to meet lily. he was wondering if maggie would tell him what she really thought of his fianceé or if she would be kind and politely say that she was great. he hoped he would get his true thoughts on her, after all, if he was about to walk into a shit show, he hoped maggie would tell him. but he’s not sure she would. “of course. let’s go. we can stop by and grab some more wine.” he hummed quickly, looking at her with soft eyes. “i’m sorry about lily. i really am. i truly thought you’d like her.” he said quickly, looking over at the rest of the group. “let her know i left, yeah ???” he really didn’t care what it looked like at this point.

it was beyond rude of her to have spilled the drink conveniently down her clothes. it was almost petty of her too. he was surprised that she didn’t act any worse, but then again, he knew maggie. he knew she wouldn’t make a big deal of something if it meant a lot to him. he can’t help but look at his girl, wanting to call her out for that. “lily, do you mind getting maggie another drink ???” he asked, shooting a look at her letting her know she owed her that much. and with that lily’s smirk fell to a frown as she meekly nodded and walked back into the crowd. “shit, mags. i’m so sorry about her. i don’t know wha–––” he shook his head before looking over the girl, eyes falling down her soaked dress. she looked good, even with a jacket on her shoulders, she looked good and it was making it harder for him to keep his cool. “did you wanna go home and change or something ??? i can take you.” there’s no point in defending lily at this point. he wasn’t her biggest fan despite being the one marrying her, so justifying her actions were even harder when she pulled shit like this.

LONDON: shame .. she’s that bad huh? you gotta be texting your ex? what a waste of a good blow job LONDON: it’s not my fault my friends thought you were the best thing that ever happened to me LONDON: no one asked you to show up every time one of them called you  LONDON: it’s only a secret if you’re embarrassed about it LONDON: which lmao im not  LONDON: but i’ll def make sure to teach ya thing some blow job skills ! clearly i’m more interesting  

with that, he buys each of them a drink, having the girl hold half of them as he teeters with them out to the smoking area where he had seen everyone go. he can’t tell what’s gotten into his girl today, maybe the club was sub par or maybe this was far from ideal. but then again, he’s not sure why she has to point her anger towards his friends, especially maggie. arriving, he hands everyone their drink, taking his from his girl. and just as she’s handing maggie hers, she so accidentally drops the drink down the front of her dress, very precisely dropping it to make sure she was soaked.  “oh shit, sorry. must have gotten bumped.” it was something that even jesse didn’t have much of a reaction to. not because it was okay, but because he had no idea what to do or say.

it was clear to anyone who know jesse, she wasn’t the girl he would naturally fall for. sure, she was stunning and knew how to carry herself, but he had never had an actual conversation with her about how he felt about shit. he’s not sure she knows him, but who was he to complain ??? she was supposed to be the woman of his dreams. a smile radiated as his lips as she walked towards them with his friends, his smile slightly faltering at that interaction. pretending not to notice it, his arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her in closer and pressing a kiss to her. “glad you could make it, love.” she’s quick to reply, to him, a look of slight disgust on her lips. not so much from the club but the company they had.  “i didn’t realize she’d be here.” she’s clearly trying to be hushed, but is loud enough for everyone here. jesse is quick to defend maggie, but his girl couldn’t seem to find every reason to not interact with her. in an effort to hopefully loosen up, he leans over to the group of his friends and maggie, a smile still on his lips. “anyone want anything to drink ??? first round’s on me.”